Giovanni Jones is a 21 years old chocolate goddess that always cover her tracks. For years, she made sure her secret life never collided with the life everyone sees. She is a succesful model from Chicago but once she came face-to-face with Death, sh...
Picking Deondre up from the hospital, his doctor cleared him to fly back to Atlanta but he have to go to physical therapy three times a week. Helping him into the car, Ray got back in the driver's seat and left with Sean and Slim behind us.
"You feeling okay?" I asked Deondre as we got on the expressway towards the airport.
"I don't have nothing to say to you." He said looking out the window not even looking at me. Not even saying anything else, I got on social media checking dms and responding to some of my fans' comments. Pulling up to the airport, Deondre snatched my phone out of my hand and put it in his pocket. Not trying to get it back, I just took a deep breath trying not to be bothered with his attitude. As Ray was driving to my plane, we all sat in complete silence until our doors were opened to get out. Watching Deondre struggle to get out the truck was lowkey funny. I started laughing but that ended shortly due to the pain in my jaw. Smoky walked him up while the rest of them helped me out the truck. Getting into the plane, I sat by Lisa who was already there checking on the accounts.
"What you got for me?" I asked her hoping for good news.
"Well, we need to go to NY soon. Maybe you can do a meet and greet there or host at a club because you haven't been since last year and you really need to make an appearance."
"Is the Breakfast Club still asking for an interview?" I asked taking her laptop, scrolling through the emails.
"Yeah they want you to come in next week but I told them, I'll get back with them for a date. Internet is going crazy with this whole you and Deondre thing." She said while pointing in the direction Deondre was sitting.
"I'll talk about anything but him. If that's all they want, then there will be no interview. I'm about to go lay down, if you need me call." I got up from the chair and walked in the back of the plane where the bedroom was.
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Laying on the bed, I cut on the TV going straight to Starz. As soon as I turned on Power, Deondre limped in laying beside me.
"Here yo phone go, you need to change yo number. Who is this Drew dude?" He said still holding my phone in his hand.
"Sean ain't tell you, y'all talk about everything else involving my life."
"Nah, he ain't tell me, but you should tho."
"I don't have to tell you anything, you not my boyfriend." I said snatching my phone away from him.
"You was at the hospital meeting my family like you were my girlfriend. You had sex with him?"
"None of your business."
"You like him or something."
"Again, none of your business. What you want? Why you even in here?"
"I'm bothering you?"
"Yeah you are and I'm trying to watch Power."
"Shorty gone fuck his driver and then dude ass gone die, end of story." He grabbed the remote and turned off the TV. "Tell me about this Drew dude, man stop playing."
"Why do you want to know, you are not my boyfriend."
"You a robot now? Matter of fact, Ima read yo texts." As he was reading my texts, I turned my back to him pretending I was sleep. "Knowing damn well you don't snore, stop that. He yo personal trainer and he sending you love notes and shit, you must've gave him some after one of yall sessions."
"BROOOO shut up, you getting on my NERVES!" I threw my pillow at him turning back over.
"Aye, nah ain't this that dude that tried setting you up with his cousin and shit."
"See Sean do tell you everything involving my life."
"Nah, I just pay attention gurl but real shit tho, you need to drop this clown and train with me. You look alright but when I'm done with you, you gone look delicious. Edible. Rejuvenated.
"Dre, you sell clothes for a living, leave me alone."
"Aye, Nah I didn't come in here to irritate you but talk to you about us. You staying at the hospital with me and making sure I was straight when you wasn't there means a lot to me. You know I've been liking you since we were yungins cus I seen with my own eyes how you took care of those around you. You was just a kid holdin weight those older cats couldn't hold and you made somethin outta nothin and I respect that. I honor that on so many levels that I want to be the person that takes care of you."
"Sounds good, can I have the remote back to turn on the TV?" I asked him holding my hand out, waiting for him to give me the remote control.
*Smacks lips* "So you gone ignore everything I just said. You ain't shit man, for real." He laughed throwing the pillow back at me as I started laughing.
"I didn't ignore you, I said it sounds good. I'm not tryna have a heart-to-heart right now. I hear where you coming from and I appreciate it but do you not see my face. My jaw hurt and you throwing pillows at me speaking from your heart." I said snatching the remote from him and turning back on the TV.
"Come here, let me see. I heard you ate that punch like a G."He said examining my face and then putting the ice rag on my jaw where it was swollen. "You can't be taking hits like that no more. Yo face making this plane fly, giving people jobs, and inspiring people to be better. Your jaw should be hurting from smiling not from getting hit." He said while looking me in my eyes. I looked towards the Tv and we just watched Power until we landed.
Getting off the plane, Bo opened my door to my Porsche while Caesar, Sean, and Slim took the bags off the plane and loaded them into our cars. Getting into my car, Deondre and Lisa was riding with me back to my apartment. While Lisa was on the phone, Deondre was sitting in the front seat quietly as I drove. I pulled in the garage parking in my designated spot. Getting out the car, I hugged Dre as he started walking towards the truck Caesar was in to take him to his shop.
"What's with the change of heart. You got on the plane with a whole ass attitude now it's gone. Y'all had sex?" Lisa asked grabbing her bag out the car.
"You would've heard her screaming my name if that was the case. I appreciate y'all helping me stay alive, so I owe y'all." Dre said to Lisa while looking at me the entire time.
"Y'all cute but it's nothing tho honestly. Be safe driving to the shop, see you later." Lisa told him while I waved at him goodbye. Turning around to go to the elevator, I gave my keys to Sean.
"You good? You need something?" Sean asked me.
"I'm okay, I'm going in my room. I don't want to be bothered for the rest of the night unless somebody dying."
"Gotchu. Bo, make sure you circle the perimeter again. Caesar, make sure Dre get to the shop safely, I'll be upstairs with G if you need anything, iight?"
"Yes sir." They both said going off to do everything Sean told them while him, Slim, and Lisa followed me.
Getting on the elevator, Lisa grabbed my hand squeezing it tightly.
"Don't push him away. He wants to be there, he wants to help. I like him for you and I know you do too because we would've been back here. Give him a chance.You always said you wanted someone who understood the limelight but still kept things private. That's Dre and you know it. He ain't out here having a field day with random females, involved in drama, or nothing bad. He got his own and ain't looking for yours. This might be good for you. You can finally take a Baecation and rest your mind for a little bit and leave this madness to professionals, ya know.
"I second that." Slim said. "You need someone like that, that's gone protect you at all costs. He shown himself worthy of you and he wayyyy better than that coward ass nigga. But I'm tellin you this and Ima tell you this once, he cross you or put his hands on you, hell even raise his voice at you, Ima light fire in his ass."
